Suffer Today

Hello Beautiful Thinkers,

There’s a say that goes something like “suffer today, party tonight.” It’s an odd thought but one that I understand working two jobs. You do what you need to in order to be able to do the stuff you want to have fun. But what happens when you can’t find that balance between the two. If the scale leans more toward the suffer side of things, how long do you put up with it before it’s not worth the fun parts. Write a poem about finding the balance between suffering through something to get to enjoyment.